The Fallacy of life

This post has been building up within me for a long time, nowadays most of my experiences are with my post grad mates, so if i'm not doing justice to my college days, i'm extremely sorry for that, but thus is the fallacy of life, "out of sight is out of mind", my case in point is that on two occasions i have sacrificed golden opportunities of being with them, my sincerest apologies to Jollinder, Tushar and robin-da whom i had to ditch because of the stupid symposia, and then because of my own ambition, but my ambition is not the subject of this post and neither is my remorse for missed opportunities, this post is the events of one night.


Sitting at Sudama Tea Stall (our hangout from 6-8 pm) we were as usual, having our tea (actually tea flavoured milk) with a great amount of repartee, which at times seems like all of us are on a mission to enter the non veg version of comedy circus (or other such raucous comedy shows), anywho, suddenly all of us noticed a very very pretty girl, i mean to say the reaction by everyone was *mouths open*, until one of us called out "Veerey, ekdum kainth hai" and yes i agree she was absolutely beautiful, so one of my friends said, "I'll go and talk to her on your behalf, you just raise your hand", a million assurances later, the friend started walking across the street to the 2 girls (yes they were 2, and the other one was good looking too, but all of us were blinded by the first one) and spoke with them, she said no (as if she would say yes), but this was not remarkable, what was remarkable was the fact that our friend had said "Seriously soch kar bata, kyaa hoga, wo na hi to bolegi na, waise kaunsi mill rahi hai", and this was the sentiment echoed by Ms. Ester Martinez of people matters, she said if you can reconcile yourself with the absolute worse that can happen, it does not remain daunting. But this lesson too is not what the post is about.

A little later as i was heading home, i saw a mourning family, their house open, all the men gathered outside and the women concentrated inside, and it struck me that no one is prepared for death, no matter how common the knowledge of one's mortality is no one is really willing to admit defeat in the face of death, but we die. This is one worst end which i think no one can reconcile with. Saying a small prayer of peace for the grieving family, i looked forward as the bus moved on, and such is the root that there are many many banquet halls on my way home and invariably i saw parties, revelry and weddings. Brides and Grooms, happily tying the knot and thinking of the utopian future they will have, such is the delusional nature of our life. A sad smile on my lips as i weighed the 3 contrasts of the night


Take those chances in your life, for you might not be able to take them again, because 1 day will surely be our last. The fallacy of life is the mortality of it and thus is the beauty of it.